The March

It was a day

unlike any other,

I marched for myself

I marched for my brother.

 

I felt so determined

to walk with love and belief

and to march with so many

was such a relief.

 

But, to go it alone,

with my head held high

to march toward a future

Is something I’ll try.

 

Kelley E. Howe Nolan

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A Child’s Birth

 

All the pain

and grueling struggle,

to bring you here

was worth the trouble.

 

When your head appeared,

we were both intrigued,

and as you slipped forth

I’ve never felt so relieved!

 

We counted your fingers,

and tugged at your toes,

we felt your smooth skin,

then we touched your pink nose!

 

I wanted to cry

but my throat felt so tight,

I had longed for the day

we could kiss you good-night!

KEHN

Happy Birthday Sarah Anne